You look up to the Goodra's domineering expression and shiver with fear. She needed only to lean some of her weight onto the heavy footpaw pinning you down to drop your HP to nothing. Worse yet, another one of those farts would do terrible things with you down low as you were. But mercifully it seemed like the slimy gears in her head were still turning.
"Goo." She finally says with a deep sigh. She should've known better than to expect some random low level player to be able to afford a night under her roof. And half the things she could do to extract a little payback would probably break this little guy's mind if not his body. With a loud squelch she lifts her foot off your chest, but before you can get on your feet she leans down and wraps a sticky hand around your waist, pulling you off the slimy floor.
"Uh... thanks?" You try to be polite, but being manhandled by the Goodra was far from relaxing. She could do as she pleased and you still weren't sure what idea she had concocted.
The large smooth wall of her belly filled your view as she pressed you against it, the Goodra embracing you in a friendly but overwhelming hug. She pinned every one of your limbs against her sticky self, making sure you would need her help to detach again. You weren't entirely sure what she was trying to do, but this felt surprisingly nice. You hug her back as best you can, hoping she would go easy with you. Her large arms around you kneaded you against her soft belly, the Goodra's hug feeling quite forceful at times. You chalked it up to the size difference and were already more than happy to enjoy the moment.
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